Zhang Yu, who came to the police station to help as a consultant, accidentally saw the portrait of "Death God" placed on the anatomy table, which appeared at the crime scene ten years ago, but it provided an amazing clue - Zhang Yu had seen this "Death God" more than once, and the most recent one was in the year of this year.

Zhan Zhao and Gongsun "pulled" Zhang Yu back to SCI's office and asked him to explain it in detail.

It happened that Bai Yutang and Bai Ye were back.

When he entered the SCI office, he saw Zhang Yu holding the portrait and frowning, confirming again, and finally nodding, "That's right, it's him!"

Bai Yutang was also surprised, "Have you seen it?"

Bai Ye arrived beside Zhao Jue and saw him sitting on the sofa with a can of chocolate on his knees. He was eating, and his other hand was placed on the back of the sofa, wrapped in a thick layer of gauze.

Bai Ye looked at his hand in confusion, "What's wrong?"

Zhao Jue shook his hand, "Guess?"

Bai Ye was silent for about three seconds and asked, "Has it changed?"

Zhao Jue glanced at him, didn't talk to him, and continued to eat chocolate.

Bai Chi was afraid that Bai Ye would misunderstand, so he inquired and found out about the past, so he quietly told Bai Ye.

Bai Ye's brow moved slightly and he laughed dryly, "Short life?"

Bai Chi blinked.

Bai Ye dragged a chair over and sat down, saying, "The fortune teller is half a bucket of water. Have you ever heard of the disaster for thousands of years?"

Zhao Jue flew another eyebrow to him.

Zhang Yu looked up at this side, but he had no choice but to look at the portrait again. It was all his fault... He was indeed half a bucket of water.

Bai Yutang looked at Zhan Zhao, what does that mean - how old are you? Do you still use this trick? Or take the opportunity to cut off Zhao Jue?

Zhan Zhao blinked, pretending not to see it, and took out Bai Yutang's knife to watch it. Everyone felt that Zhan Zhao's psychological tolerance and mental control ability seemed to have reached a higher level recently.

"Where have you seen him?" Bai Yutang asked Zhang Yu, and it was important to decide whether it was serious.

Zhang Yu reached out and took out his cell phone, started searching for the photos, and finally found one, and placed the cell phone on the table.

Everyone leaned over to look at it and saw half a yard in the photo, and there was a person standing at the door of the yard... It was the death of the god of death, and he showed most of his body, as if he was looking into the door. The pixels of the mobile phone photo were limited, and the photos were taken a little swaying, but the existence of that person could still be clearly seen.

"Wow..." Jiang Ping couldn't help but shout, "It's a ghost movie!"

Bai Chi nodded, it was so scary!

"Same person!" Gongsun was excited, "It was him I saw!"

But Zhang Yu asked Gongsun with great concern, "Are you sure he is a human?"

Gongsun was slightly stunned.

Bai Yutang frowned, "Is there any reason to suspect that he is not a human?"

Zhang Yu found a chair to sit down, probably sorted out his thoughts, and began to say, "I often attend some funerals to perform rituals for people. I saw him appear at the funerals of several people. At the beginning, I was really shocked, but later I was a little excited. I really wanted to find the reason for him to appear, but I couldn't find it. He often didn't show up when I was looking forward to it, but when I was not mentally prepared, he suddenly appeared again. Every time he was near the funeral venue, either at the door or at the window, just looked at it from a distance. When I wanted to look carefully, he had disappeared."

Everyone looked at each other - the sudden disappearance was described very similar to Gongsun. The man suddenly appeared and disappeared after the Gongsun case also disappeared.

Bai Yutang asked, "Don't you find it strange? Haven't you investigated?"

"I have investigated it specifically, after all, it's a very strange thing." Zhang Yu said with great care, "And what's amazing is that only I can see it every time, and no one else has seen it... I really thought that my ancestors inherited some Yin-Yang Eyes and other things that allowed me to see ghosts and gods, until I could take photos of him with my mobile phone, which should mean that he is not a ghost at all."

"How did you take the photo?" Bai Yutang was curious.

"It's a coincidence. I was calling that day and he suddenly appeared." Zhang Yu arrived, "I took the opportunity to take a photo, but I didn't expect it to be taken."

"What are the characteristics of the funerals of those who appeared?" Zhan Zhao asked.

"Those funerals are very ordinary funerals, with many styles and different beliefs. Some believe in Buddhism and some believe in Jesus, while others believe in nothing." Zhang Yu frowned, "There are all kinds of ways to die. If there is the only thing in common, it is... a black butterfly."

Everyone was stunned.

"What black butterfly?" Zhan Zhao was curious.

"There is a legend in funeral customs that almost all countries have it. After a person dies, his soul will turn into a black butterfly or moth to meet his family for the last time. When it flies away, the soul of the deceased will also leave." Zhang Yu said.

"That's because of the temperature and smell of the corpse." Gongsun Dao said from the perspective of a forensic doctor.

"I understand, of course it can be explained by science." Zhang Yu nodded, "This situation is actually rare. You should think about it this way. Some things become true because a certain amount is accumulated. For example, if a hundred people die, a black moth appears next to one corpse. How many people will die every day? If a certain amount accumulates, it will naturally become a legend. But simply speaking from a probability point of view, it is easy for a hundred people to die, and some kind of insect falls next to one corpse. Maybe a cat is squatting, or maybe the family dreams that the dead will return to their souls at night."

Zhan Zhao glanced at him and said, "You want to say that it is normal for black butterflies or moths to appear occasionally near the corpse, but every time this god of death appears, black butterflies appear, which is an abnormal phenomenon."

Zhang Yu snapped his fingers and pointed at Zhan Zhao, "Communicating with smart people is to save effort, that's what I mean."

"Are you sure it's a butterfly or a moth?" Gongsun asked.

"Well, it doesn't look like an ordinary butterfly, but it's not like a moth, a very beautiful creature." Zhang Yu took a pen and drew it for everyone. "Because I've been staying on the corpse, it's hard for me to take a picture of the corpse? Not to mention that the family members are unhappy, this is also a taboo in our industry."

Everyone nodded to express their understanding.

Zhang Yu drew for a while and described it again. Everyone looked at Xiaobaichi.

As a small encyclopedia that loves nature, Bai Chi read it for a while and said, "NightButterfly."

"Night Butterfly?" This was the first time everyone heard about it.

"To be precise, it is a brown-end black butterfly." Bai Chi said, "This kind of butterfly is almost completely black, especially the middle of its wings is as black as velvet. The brown around the wings is close to dark gold, which is quite gorgeous, about 5-6 cm in size, and its wings are irregular in shape. If it flies at night, it is almost impossible to tell from the night."

"It's indeed pure black. The more you go to the wings, the dark gold is shining. I have never seen this kind of butterfly before." Zhang Yu said, "It should be a rare breed, but the family members were very happy to see this butterfly."

Everyone touched their chins.

Gongsun called Chen Yin and asked in detail about the butterfly.

Chen Yin told everyone that this brown-end black-yin butterfly is a relatively rare breed and is produced in tropical South America. The black-yin butterfly is very mysterious and zoologists almost don’t know the situation of its larvae, so Chen Yin can give limited clues. When it comes to raising butterflies, Chen Yin can help, and it is not difficult to raise butterflies. He can introduce a few friends who like to raise butterflies to everyone. However, if you have insect phobia and intensive phobia, it is better not to go. After all, before the butterflies become butterflies, they are basically in the pure state of insects, and they are still a relatively disgusting insect.

Everyone subconsciously went to see Bai Yutang. Sure enough, Captain Bai frowned. The top rank of Bai Yutang's most annoying thing is probably all kinds of bugs.

Zhan Zhao asked Chen Yin to help check it out, and Chen Yin naturally agreed immediately.

Everyone hung up the phone and returned to the picture of death.

Bai Yutang asked Zhang Yu in confusion, "How did this butterfly happen to him?"

"Every time it's dark, it flies away. This kind of butterfly disappears as soon as it flies into the night and cannot be caught at all." Zhang Yu spread his hands.

Bai Yutang looked at Jiang Ping.

Jiang Ping took a piece of paper and asked Zhang Yu to recall in detail the time and place when he saw the god of death appearing. As long as he had time and place, in this era, one or two surveillance can always be found. Although he was looking for a needle in a haystack, if he had a computer to help him catch it, there might be some clues.

Zhang Yu scratched his ears and heads here and thought about the time and place.

Over there, Zhan Zhao looked back.

I saw Zhao Jue, who had been quite "noisy", sitting on the sofa with a chocolate jar in a daze.

Zhan Zhao and Bai Yutang looked at each other and felt a little strange.

"When it comes to butterflies..." Bai Ye suddenly looked up and said to Zhao Jue.

However, before he finished speaking, Zhao Jue's cell phone suddenly rang... "Dang lang ~" A light and clever text message sound seemed to be the sound of a wind chime shaking twice.

Zhao Jue was slightly stunned.

This reaction was quite subtle. Zhan Zhao and Bai Yutang saw it and looked at each other again.

Zhao Jue's mobile text messages are all different, and he is quite idle. Everyone's text messages are different. For example, Zhan Zhao's text message prompt sound is a cat's meow, Bai Yutang's message prompt sound is a little tiger's cry, or he specially went to the zoo to record, Bao Zheng's text message prompt sound is a dachshund bark, Zhan Qitian is a golden retriever, Bai Yunwen is a husky, I don't know how he can tell the difference. Bai Ye's most special... is the wind sound.

This time the sound seemed to be the sound of porcelain wind chimes, which was very light, but also very nice.

Zhao Jue was stunned for a moment before reaching out to take out his cell phone, and looked up at Bai Ye in disbelief.

Bai Ye peeled an orange and said slowly, "I just met her near Chaojiujia."

Everyone's ears were erect, especially Zhan Zhao, who asked Bai Yutang curiously, "Who did you meet?"

Bai Yutang thought about it and probably referred to the woman with the Great Dane.

At this time, Zhao Jue had already clicked on the text message, looked at it, reached out to touch his chin...

But before his hand touched his chin, Bai Ye helped him block it.

Zhao Jue came back to his senses and realized that what he stretched out was the injured hand.

Zhao Jue suddenly smiled, stared at his hand, and said, "Someone is raising butterflies gracefully. She will suddenly appear, it may be a problem."

Everyone in SCI looked at Zhao Jue curiously, who did that mean?

Zhao Jue picked up the corner of his mouth and spoke, "Daughter!"

"puff……"

Zhao Jue said something, Bai Chi sprayed out a mouthful of tea, and the things in the other people's hands also fell off. Zhan Zhao opened his eyes wide and even Bai Yutang showed a look of surprise. Gongsun opened his mouth wide and shook Bai Jintang, and Bai Jintang was also confused. Haven't you heard that Zhao Jue has a daughter, is he married?

"What's the situation?" Zhao Zhen was also curious. He was considered seniority. Isn't Zhao Jue's daughter his cousin or cousin?

Bai Ye said speechlessly, "It's not a kiss."

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, and then curious, "Goddaughter? Zhao Jue doesn't seem to be able to accept his goddaughter."

So we looked at Bai Ye again.

Bai Ye was speechless, after a long time, he put on a sentence, "What he did is not count..."

Everyone tilted their heads and became even more confused.
To be continued...